Welcome back!

The blogosphere can heave a sigh of relief - thanks to popular demand What Did You Have For Tea Last Night is back! 

Instead of us writing the blog while pretending to work on high street hottest, high street catwalk and those dreaded web stories, we'll be keeping you up to date with our latest foodie finds from our freelance/motherhood adventures. Basically, it'll be about food we've had to pay for ourselves. Hint hint....

Welcome back, team! 

I scream you scream we all scream for...

ICE CREAM!

This is Sabrina. Sabrina likes ice cream.

Sabrina likes ice cream so much she ordered four.

Which is minimal really, especially when you've just had to look like a right fatty ordering eight portions of fish and chips and sixteen sachets of ketchup.

Lucky that we were on a main fashion trip to Brighton (who needs Barbados) and weren't actually eating all of this ourselves. Well, not today anyway.  

Global Championships with Massimo Dutti

Salmon en croute, smoked salmon...and my first ever oyster on one plate. Most fishy meal ever? Avec champers, obvs. Well it was Harrods catering...darling. Also walked past the kitchen and spotted a massive tub of Philadelphia...confirmation for me that cream cheese is the height of poshness.

Joe & The Juice

New fave juice bar in Soho. Made even better by cock-sure London Fields style staff - loafers with no socks? Massive hair that looks undone but really took an hour? In a band? you know it. Bet that fruit aint organic though is it. Cups not recyclable either. East London fail. Juice win!

Fatty Fashionista

Welsh Rarebit. That's cheese on toast. And a poached egg. (Token salad). All before 10am. Bloated ain't the word.

Dehesa With Office

The lovely Office girls (Minus Tobie) took myself, Ridge and Eggenberger out for a delightful dine at Dehesa tonight.

Now the problematic thing about tapas is that it is near on impossible to remember what you've ordered. I believe we had chicken, tortilla, some scallops, a beetroot cheese thing, chorizo, some prawn ball things, followed by chocolate truffles, goats milk panacotta and choc brownie. A glowing foodie review I feel.

Who cares what it was, it was delicious and the company was top notch too. Literally never spent so much time talking about boys. (Last statement is of course an absolute grade A lie).

Thanks Office! X

Afternoon Tea With Push PR

After a tough day of shooting style file, Push PR treated me to a delightful afternoon tea at the Soho Hotel.

Push PR have been worried about me of late, on account of the fact they have not seen or heard of me for about 6 months. Nothing personal of course, I'm very busy and not that important.

Excellent sandwiches, too much cake and so much tea I felt sick - just as the perfect afternoon tea should be. Brilliant catch up too, 3 hours of solid gossip. See you in another 6 months gals, I'm going back to chain myself to my desk.